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The Doctor [Nine] (heisnoone) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2013-12-28 12:18:00

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the doctor (9)

Who:Nine and Martha
What:Things
When:Today
Where:the TARDIS
Warnings:TBA

Gallifreyans healed faster than the average human. Most of Nine's injuries had already healed, the physical anyway. The mental were still large and in charge. Though he'd become rather silent since the war, he still hovered those he considered his. He'd even begun to adopt Becker. The man was living in his TARDIS, injured and belonged to Jack. Jack was still his even if he was sort of an abomination. Nine wasn't feeling a need to abandon him just yet. Even though he did feel wrong every time he was near and made him twitch. He was trying to cut back on the twitching as much as he were able anyway. He checked on Martha too when he thought she wasn't looking. And then to Roses room where he checked even though he knew she wouldn't be there. He'd lost Rose. The TARDIS was barely even home without her.

He was angry, so very angry and it showed in his eyes. Since he'd arrived he'd ome to realize maybe it would take a little more than sonic and hugs to protect her from this words dangers. To protect all those he considered under his protection. He wasn't doing much today, he couldn't bring himself to move very far from where he'd started. He was tired physically. Not getting a lot of sleep worrying over everyone. He'd never needed much to begin with, but some for basic function would have been great. Unfortunately his dreams were still plagued with nightmares. Mostly of the Bad Wolf. The TARDIS, and his home.

The TARDIS seemed a little petulant at him for even thinking she was less home because Rose was gone. Rose would be back, he could feel the tugging at the back of his min but he didn't feel like paying it any attention. He was still too angry. He'd begun to distance himself from those occupying his ship, only really appeared to check on them and make sure they were still alive and then vanish again without saying word one. Sometimes he made sure they saw him, other times he didn't care. He'd hung around Becker until he was conscious and then went to putter around the main Console room. He didn't feel a need to change it from the last regeneration's console. He was okay with change, in fact it looked a little nice. Bit more put together than what he was used to. He briefly wondered what the other versions of him were like.

He left the center of the TARDIS and went to sit on one of it's many ramps above. Looking down on the room with his head against a rail and feet hanging over the edge he frowned. He was starting to feel more than a little useless in this world. Rose hadn't been wrong when she said this was her turf. He didn't want to admit it out loud but he was more displaced on Earth than he ever felt in space. For the first time, he felt it.

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drjones_unit
2013-12-29 01:45 pm UTC (link)

All of Martha's focus over the past few days had been work. Being a doctor, fixing people, helping with the injuries. She moved through her motions without any hint of emotion, keeping everything bottled up until she was alone. It was when she was alone that she cried, curled up into the pillow on her bed, missing Rose, missing Tony. Sometimes she clung onto the shirt Tony had left the last time he had been in her room, as if holding on that tightly could bring him back.

And when the tears ran out, she would sleep for a while, wake up and continue on, back to work, back to being a doctor, Doctor Jones, UNIT soldier, the woman who walked the Earth alone. All business, no emotion. The only sign that anything was wrong being the redness in her eyes and the worn expression on her face, her dark skin lacking the usual glow of enthusiasm she normally had.

But that didn't mean she missed what others around her were feeling. She could see Jack's worry over Becker, the soldier's frustration over being forced to rest, and the Doctor, oh always the Doctor. This one had never met her before, but accepted her anyway, let her stay on the TARDIS, and she worried about him. So much.

She saw where he was before she went to the kitchen, making up some food. Really, she wasn't even sure what it was, a sandwich of some kind. And a banana. Because bananas were good. And quietly she wandered over to him, gently sitting down beside him and holding out the plate as she dangled her own feet over the edge of the ramp. "You need to eat something."

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heisnoone
2013-12-30 12:10 am UTC (link)

He knew Martha hurt too, though she kept muddling on like a good soldier was supposed to. They were all hurting. Even the Doctor hurt, though he put on a face that said he didn't. His dark eyes full of a stormy anger rather than the hurt he actually felt. The expression that remained on his face was a stern one, even as he looked out over his TARDIS. He knew Rose wouldn't have wanted him to beat himself up over what had happened, but it was because of him. Because of his ship that she had looked into the Vortex. A place where no human was supposed to be. She'd looked right into the heart of the TARDIS, and if he hadn't come along to sweep her off her feet the first time this never would have happened. She could have had a happy, normal, albiet boring human life. But she still would have had a life to live. Now she didn't, and that was his fault. Her mother had asked one thing of him, to protect her and he couldn't.

He was going to have to become whatever this worlds equivalent of a protector was if he was going to keep those on his ship safe. He was determined to let no more of them suffer. They'd suffered enough. Martha had lost two, Jack had nearly lost Becker, and he'd lost his companion. The girl who'd given up everything to travel space and time with him. The girl who'd made an impact in his life, and made him care again. He'd lost her and it was his fault. No one else but him.

He glared down at the console of the TARDIS. Almost as if blaming her for what happened, but deep down inside he knew it was him. He brought destruction wherever he went. He knew that. In his wake, nothing but pain for those around him. Even his home world suffered by his hand. Billions gone in the blink of an eye and he could do it again if it meant saving those he cared for.

He didn't even look up when Martha came up to him with a plate and food. He knew she was there thanks to his senses. They were sharper than they'd been when he'd arrived, he supposed he was adjusting to this planet whether he wanted to or not. "I'm nine hundred years old and you're fretting over my skipping lunch." He turned to her with a fait look of amusement, though it was half hearted at best. He still tried for her sake. "And what of you?" He took the plate, eyeing the banana and then looking at her.

"Should eat something Martha Jones." He picked up the banana and gave her an amused sort of look. "Bananas are good you know." He offered it to her, picking up a piece of the sandwich to appease her if she attempted to argue his lack of eating.

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drjones_unit
2013-12-31 10:13 pm UTC (link)

The look Martha gave him in reply showed just how much she wasn't buying it. "Well, someone needs to fret over your eating habits, and I have a medical degree, so I know what I'm talking about." She tried to keep her tone light, even if she was genuinely worried about him. She couldn't help it, it was in her nature to be concerned about those she cared about. And the Doctor would always fall under that category, no matter which version he was.

And okay, maybe he had something of a point. She glanced at the banana before accepting it with a rueful smile, carefully peeling it and pointedly taking a bite. "Okay, fine, bananas are good." And needed. She had been hungrier than she'd realized.

"You doing okay?" She looked over at him, as if daring him to try to lie to her, to brush off her worry. "You do know that none of it was your fault, right?"

And she didn't just mean what had happened in that fight, but all of it. She had watched the DVDs on their world, seen how the Doctor, the Tenth Doctor had told Donna that he had ruined Martha's life, and that hadn't been true. As much as Martha wished she could have taken away the pain her family went through, she wouldn't have changed any of what had happened to her. Traveling with the Doctor had made her a better person, and she knew that Rose felt the same, and Jack, and anyone else who had had their lives touched by the Doctor.

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heisnoone
2014-01-06 09:15 pm UTC (link)

He gave her his signature lopsided grin. Though she wouldn't really know it was signature since he was just getting to know her. Whatever, the point was she got it. It looked rather like a child who'd been caught stealing cookies out of a giant cookie jar. He shrugged a bit. "Eat well enough." Of course it wasn't entirely true, but he was also an alien. He could go quite a bit longer without food than the average human could attempt. Still he generally was okay at it. Unless Rose was concerned. Then he typically seemed so focused on her that he didn't notice much else. Except this time. This time there were so many people living on his ship, he had no choice but to notice.

It was strange. He could have just kicked them off and told them all to bugger off, but he didn't. He didn't feel a need to send them away. Likely had a lot to do with Rose. He knew she loved them so he was giving them all a chance. Not only that, some of them were okay. Martha he could deal with. The boyfriends made him grumpy and twitch, but the doctor at his side seemed nice enough.

He'd grown to accept that she lived on his ship, and he wasn't the only one who called her home. It helped that the TARDIS seemed to approve of them, so that softened his view a bit. He shrugged at her question as though it were no big deal, but deep down he hated everything that'd happened. "She was my responsibility you know, whether she knew what she was doing or not."

He remembered that unfortunate chat he'd had with Jackie Tyler about her only daughters safety. He took it to heart too, as much as he said he didn't want to bother with domestics. "You humans.." He shook his head with a fond little chuckle. "You're something else you know that right?"

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drjones_unit
2014-01-07 02:52 pm UTC (link)

It was strange, this Doctor was different in so many ways to the Doctor she had known so well, but every now and then he would do something that reminded her of him. Something in the way he smiled in a way that didn't even mean it. "Hey, let me fuss anyway. It's my job, so shush." But it was more than just her job, it was who she was. Being a doctor, she wanted to help, to fix things. To fix people, even it was as simple as making someone eat more.

"You can't take responsibility for everything we-she does." A slip of the tongue, before she reminded herself that while this Doctor had chosen Rose, and Jack in a way, she was someone new to him. Sometimes she forgot that. "Rose makes her own choices, always has done. Since the day you met her, there's nothing you could have done to change her mind on that."

Of that, Martha was confident. No one could have talked Rose down from her choice.

"I'm going to take that as a compliment, mister," she gently nudged the Doctor with her shoulder. "You know I still remember every detail of the day we met. I was just a medical student, and you were this patient with a weird heartbeat that made no sense. And then it happened. A platoon of Judoon upon the moon." She echoed his words from that day with a small laugh. "Whole hospital getting sucked up there. You invited me out there to take a look and said we might die. And I said we might not. I think that's why you like humans so much. We're always so damn curious, even when it's dangerous." The way her Doctor had smiled at her response, it hadn't made sense at the time, but with all her experience later, it meant more. It meant he had been interested in her. Just little Martha Jones.

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heisnoone
2014-01-07 10:21 pm UTC (link)

He noticed everyone. He didn't much care about himself, and he didn't get why so many others did. Rose had been a shop girl when he met her. He remembered the very day he picked her up off her feet and showed her the universe. The first time she'd hesitated, she'd been right to. The life of time travel was a dangerous one. The second time however, she didn't. That was what confused him. She'd accepted him and his dangerous life, despite knowing no matter where he went destruction followed him.

He didn't mean for it to, but it happened. They called him the Oncoming Storm in the stories for a reason. She just accepted it. Treated him as a friend, and now her friendship with him had gotten her locked in a cage in hell. Biblical hell and he didn't know how to fix it. That seemed to be a theme since he'd arrived. Rose had told him he couldn't fix things the way he always had before with sonic and hugs, and she'd been right. Much as he wanted to deny it, he had no clue what he was doing half the time and was just running on instinct. He didn't like not knowing.

"Take a girl to see the universe and she wanders off on you every bloody time even when you tell her she might die." He smirked a little manically and took another bite of a sandwich. He wasn't very picky when it came to food at least. Filling, decent flavor and he didn't care what it was. Earth was quaint in it's food though, it amused him. So simple and he loved that about it.

"Certainly wasn't an insult. Didn't call you apes." He smirked. "Rose used to hate that."

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drjones_unit
2014-01-08 04:58 pm UTC (link)

He was preoccupied. Martha could understand that, oh how she could. Every waking thought she had, and they were many because sleep was an issue, was of Rose and Tony, where they were, what they were going through. In one go she had lost her boyfriend and her best friend, and she frequently felt as though she was going to completely lose it.

"Hey, we're a curious species, us females in particular." She smirked as well, though hers was much less manic. "And how can we resist, a mysterious stranger comes along and invites us to see all of time and space. Not many could refuse that." She hadn't. A mad man in a box, offering her everything, and she had taken it.

"Rose still hates you calling us apes," Martha reminded him softly. "She's lost, not gone. We're going to get her back, her and Tony and the others. You have to hold on to that." It was what Martha told herself every day, repeatedly, or she would go mad herself.

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heisnoone
2014-01-15 09:39 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor in many ways was a genius, but this world was out of even his realm of knowledge. It was not a version of the Earth he'd been to. At least he was fairly sure it wasn't. Everything was different. There was an apocalypse, a battle between hell and heaven. The Earth he knew of the battle was between space and world of humans. This world had yet to even really reach the stars. They had space programs, sure but they hadn't pushed the boundaries. It was almost cute. And yet, he felt for them. He always had a soft spot for humanity for the exact reason Martha stated. They were so curious. So not unlike him, he could connect with them.

They didn't want to rule the world-well most of them didn't anyway. There were a few now and then who wanted the world and the universe, but generally speaking he could see the planets true potential. It's true beauty through them. "I should hope not. I'd be concerned for your future if you could. Nothing in the world like experiencing. It isn't always easy but I wouldn't trade it for anything. " That wasn't entirely true, they both knew if there was a way he could have saved his people he probably would have tried. However even the Doctor knew that simply wasn't possible.

He gave her a grin that was slightly less manic than before, a bit sad really. He didn't entirely grasp this cage thing. It felt like they were dead and gone, but she insisted they weren't. He liked her version better than the worst things that played out in his, but it still worried him. He dangled his feet over the edge of the walk ramp idly and finished his sandwich.

"Right. Course we will." He tried to sound reassuring. That was reassuring wasn't it?

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